After sending off Sleepless Sky Huoxing, Lin Yu returned to the surface—climbing up through the manhole cover where he had disabled the alarm along the way he came.

After returning to Gray Three Streets, Lin Yu circled around a couple more times before making his way back to the Magic Boar Bar.

The reason for returning to the Magic Boar Bar was simple—if someone wanted to find him, the last place he could be traced to, his "last known location," was this bar.

And just as Lin Yu had anticipated… the inside and outside of the Magic Boar Bar was now completely different from when he left.

It was still surrounded by layers of people, but this time, those surrounding it weren't just the original residents of Gray Three Streets. On the contrary, all the Gray Three Streets locals who had been watching the spectacle earlier were now crouching against the wall with their heads in their hands.

The entire bar was encircled by armed personnel dressed in black combat suits and tactical helmets, looking extremely professional and elite. Everyone was fully armed, their combat suits and tactical belts laden with guns and weapons.

The Truth Corporation logo and the symbols β, δ, Ω printed on their vests also revealed these people's identities—they were all specialized teams from the Truth Corporation's Security Department.

Seeing Lin Yu approach, the armed personnel naturally did not stop him after seeing his face.

On the contrary, a man with a β symbol, who looked like a squad leader, proactively stepped forward.

"Respected Mr. Furbollo, the President and that Excellency are waiting for you inside," he said respectfully, then made a gesture of invitation.

Three security personnel jogged forward, forming a triangular formation around Lin Yu, escorting and protecting him as he walked through the bar's main door.

The atmosphere inside the Magic Boar Bar was even more grim—the ones controlling the scene here weren't just elite squads bearing the Truth Corporation logo, but also guards wearing the Sleepless Night Family crest and clad in light armor!

All the tables and chairs had been stacked against the walls, transforming the entire bar into a spacious structure resembling a training hall.

A huge metal plate had been erected and spread open at the glass display window, completely isolating the interior from the outside world.

The boss of the Magic Boar Bar, the other staff, and the leaders of several major gangs were sitting in a row of chairs facing the wall.

Compared to the lackeys and hoodlums outside, it was hard to say whether their treatment was better or worse.

Although they weren't crouching, they were all tied to their chairs, each one looking utterly miserable, as quiet as cicadas in winter, devoid of any dignity, yet showing no intention to resist.

As for why they dared not resist… there was an answer to that question.

Looking at the gang members and Gray Three Streets local bosses, whose total number was clearly reduced by about a quarter, and at the Magic Boar Bar's floor, which had obviously been freshly mopped but still retained a faint bloody smell, it wasn't hard for Lin Yu to guess what had happened here.

Gray Three Streets indeed still had some who dared to resist, guys who couldn't gauge their own weight.

And then, they had been cleaned up by the elite squads and those guards in full-body powered armor.

By now, the surviving Gray Three Streets folks had probably finally understood directly… Lin Yu's earlier mockery was no joke.

When a truly major corporation or a great noble aristocrat got serious with them, Gray Three Streets… was just a joke.

Their so-called face was only something the nobles left them when they were in a good mood.

In the middle of the bar, there was still one table left standing alone.

Sitting there, naturally, were…

Sleepless Sky Huole and Paris.

Sleepless Sky Huole, wearing a pure black double-breasted fitted coat and trousers, her hair pinned up, sat with a frosty expression, arms crossed, posture rigid and upright, exuding a grim aura.

Paired with Paris sitting respectfully at her side, also wearing a dark, brooding expression, it seemed as if the two were about to issue an order to massacre Gray Three Streets at any moment.

Only after seeing Lin Yu did Sleepless Sky Huole's expression soften slightly.

However, perhaps because President Paris and too many outsiders were present, Sleepless Sky Huole didn't show much emotional fluctuation. She just looked at Lin Yu and spoke, "Furbollo, come here."

Lin Yu didn't disrespect Sleepless Sky Huole either. Wearing a frivolous smile on his face, he walked forward.

"Wow, how did you personally come to a place like the Outer City? This is no place for the respected Excellency Huole to be."

"Just breathing this filthy Outer City air into your lungs, wouldn't Your Excellency lose over ten years of lifespan?"

Sleepless Sky Huole, who had been trying hard to maintain her composure, immediately lost it upon hearing Lin Yu's words.

She rolled her eyes, "Do you think I wanted to come? It's all because of you…"

"When we parted at Wan Jin Tian Zuo last night, I just told you to be careful… Then a single night passes, and you become a wanted criminal by the Public Security Bureau—I went through great trouble to help you suppress the matter, get your warrant removed, and then had Paris investigate where you were…"

"Then intel came back from below, saying you were being besieged in Gray Three Streets…"

Lin Yu interrupted Sleepless Sky Huole, "Correction, Excellency Huole. I besieged all of them. If you don't believe me, you can ask them."

The Magic Boar Bar's boss, The Butcher, immediately spoke up from his chair, "Yes, I can corroborate that! The heroic and mighty Mr. Furbollo single-handedly took down all the skilled fighters of our Gray Three Streets!"

At this outburst, Sleepless Sky Huole turned her head to look at The Butcher. Paris spat, "Bastard, did Miss Huole give you permission to speak?—Teach him a lesson."

"Understood."

A familiar voice to Lin Yu sounded. Stiller stepped out from among the armed personnel, pulled an electric baton from his chest, pressed it against The Butcher's body, and pressed the button.

A bluish-white flash, crackling sounds erupted from The Butcher's body, and moments later, his screams and a charred smell filled the air.

Only when smoke began to curl from The Butcher's mouth and nose, and he was nearly unconscious, did Stiller slowly withdraw.

It was then that Sleepless Sky Huole turned a languid gaze toward Paris, "Paris… President Paris, I didn't tell him to speak, but didn't Furbollo speak?"

"What, are you trying to emphasize to everyone present, including me, that my trusted Furbollo's words carry no weight?"

As Sleepless Sky Huole spoke, a stiff smile appeared on President Paris's face.

"How would I dare… Your Excellency!"

"I overstepped—come, teach me a lesson too."

As Paris spoke, Stiller immediately responded again.

"Understood!"

Then Stiller scurried over in a flash, promptly thrusting the electric baton against Paris's neck as well.

Paris's face flushed red, his entire body trembling violently, but he gritted his teeth without making a sound, shaking intensely in his chair.

The Butcher had been electrocuted for only about ten seconds before nearly passing out, but Paris endured for a full minute or so.

Stiller pulled the baton away. Paris bared his teeth and let out a low growl, "Ha!"

Then, he stood up and bowed respectfully to Furbollo, "Mr. Furbollo, my apologies for the offense just now!"

Lin Yu gave a slight nod.

"It's fine, I didn't take it to heart."